Kentucky Visit

I flew into Lexington on Sunday to visit my children. They moved from Florida to Kentucky last summer. The purchased fifty-seven acres and are living on a small farm. I was so glad to see all of them. My girls look like they have grown a foot since I last saw them. They had made several greeting signs and had them posted around the house for my arrival. Lester, the pig, was in charge of this on on the front porch. The girls designed and made the outfit he is wearing.

My granddaughters are members of the Kentucky Juniors Historical Society. For Kentucky's birthday the girls were asked to choose any famous Kentuckian past or present and research them. They were then to make dolls to represent that person to be displayed in the library. They decided to make Jemima Boone and her friends Betsy and Fanny Callaway on their canoe ride before being captured by five Shawnee braves. They made the dolls from two liter bottles, plaster wrap and creative paper clay. Their hair is made from yarn. They painted the dresses and used cloth to make the aprons and bonnets. Maybe I'm a proud grandmother, but I think they did and excellent job for a eleven and thirteen year old.

This is Daisy. She is the real ruler of the farm. In Florida she was a pampered air condition hound. Here, she loves being outside herding the chickens and guinea hens. She also loves lying in the sun on the porch, watching the birds, and begging for a bite to eat.

Speaking of birds, they are everywhere. My daughter has bird feeders all around the house and the birds swarm to them in flocks. I have never seen so many colorful birds. The most fascinating of all to me are the tiny hummingbirds. They are seen at the feeders every morning and evening. They dart in to take a sip and then they are gone. There is on male that the girls call the bully. He buzzes in an hits the other hummers away from the feeder. Sometimes he hits so hard the tumble to the ground. I haven't captured and imagine of one yet, but hope to do so before I leave.

There are two bee hives on the property, so the hummingbirds must share with the bees. They are on the feeders all day long.


There is a large hay field on the front of the property and you must walk a quarter of a mile to the road to get the mail. On the way down, you pass the pond, the corn field and all the blackberry bushes. We picked some blackberries on the way down.

Mr. Bumble Bee was having an afternoon snack on the clover. There are wild flowers everywhere. The first thing I wanted to do was pick a bouquet of Queen Anne's Lace, but the girls stopped me quick. The said it was chigger weed. I guess that's like moss and red bugs in Florida.


When we checked the corn field we found that the raccoons had a feast the night before. They would take a bite out of an ear of corn and throw it to the side and have another. We decided we better pick some for supper in case they brought all their friends with them tonight and finished off the crop.

The girls helped to pick the corn. We helped, too. The weather up here has been wonderful since I arrived. It has been in the fifties at night and the low eighties during the day. I left one hundred degree temps in Florida. I've had a jacket on in the evenings.


When we got back to the house the girls and I shucked the corn for dinner. Their mother made good old southern fried corn to go with our meal. It was some of the sweetest corn I had ever eaten. They told me it was Peaches and Cream Corn.

Tomorrow we are going to the Amish Market. The girls tell me that when we go to town I will see people driving horse and buggys. That will be a new experience for me, one that I am looking forward to.